Wodehouse has taken over our home! How is that possible? The wife claims that Wodehouse has taken over our home and our lives.
How can we let it happen? Well one may ask. There are books written by Wodehouse all over the house, including the bathrooms, there are books written by others on Wodehouse, there are magazines with Wodehouse articles, including Caravan! there are videos of Wodehouse Works all over the living room. Each and every phone, tablet, and computer are loaded with Wodehouse videos.
I can tell you the wife is upset. However, when was making the bed this morning, I counted 7 Wodehouse books under her pillow -- not one, not two, but seven. Also, the only videos on her iPhone are the Jeeves and Wooster videos. Come on lady, we have 2 kids and I expected to see some dance videos of the daughter or the son's 7th inning heroics that I recorded for posterity a year ago, but no, only Wodehouse videos are loaded on her iPhone. I also checked her music library on her iPhone. Guess what I found? A whole lot of Wodehouse audio books, loaded on her iPhone. How can one blame me for this addiction to the greatest entertainer of all time? Be it books, be it romantic comedies, be is the new Blandings TV series, it is Plum Plum Plum everywhere.
It has reached a stage when my kids and their friends call us WodehouseNuts -- it is one word not 2 words. All our friends and relatives know about the Wodehouse addiction (I am not addicted, but she is). Whenever someone spots a book in a store, they immediately call us to check if we have it in our collection. Our other friends and relatives from around the world have offered to sell us their books, of course the prize is our first born.
This morning, as the wife was getting ready to clean the living room -- she had the gumption to tell me "Get rid of the books, this is a living room". Wait a minute, if this is a living room don't I live in it? It has come to such a pass that my daughter was following the Facebook Fans of Wodehouse page with the story using only his titles and laughed out loud -- this in the midst of her mid-semester exams in college. It was nice to hear her laugh. Her only lament was she does not have to time to read any -- and of course she knows the rules -- you can enjoy any of the Wodehouse material at our house, but the house is guarded by rattlesnakes and the Wodehouse material cannot be "borrowed" "stolen" or "removed" from the Srinivasan Castle!
How can we let it happen? Well one may ask. There are books written by Wodehouse all over the house, including the bathrooms, there are books written by others on Wodehouse, there are magazines with Wodehouse articles, including Caravan! there are videos of Wodehouse Works all over the living room. Each and every phone, tablet, and computer are loaded with Wodehouse videos.
I can tell you the wife is upset. However, when was making the bed this morning, I counted 7 Wodehouse books under her pillow -- not one, not two, but seven. Also, the only videos on her iPhone are the Jeeves and Wooster videos. Come on lady, we have 2 kids and I expected to see some dance videos of the daughter or the son's 7th inning heroics that I recorded for posterity a year ago, but no, only Wodehouse videos are loaded on her iPhone. I also checked her music library on her iPhone. Guess what I found? A whole lot of Wodehouse audio books, loaded on her iPhone. How can one blame me for this addiction to the greatest entertainer of all time? Be it books, be it romantic comedies, be is the new Blandings TV series, it is Plum Plum Plum everywhere.
It has reached a stage when my kids and their friends call us WodehouseNuts -- it is one word not 2 words. All our friends and relatives know about the Wodehouse addiction (I am not addicted, but she is). Whenever someone spots a book in a store, they immediately call us to check if we have it in our collection. Our other friends and relatives from around the world have offered to sell us their books, of course the prize is our first born.
This morning, as the wife was getting ready to clean the living room -- she had the gumption to tell me "Get rid of the books, this is a living room". Wait a minute, if this is a living room don't I live in it? It has come to such a pass that my daughter was following the Facebook Fans of Wodehouse page with the story using only his titles and laughed out loud -- this in the midst of her mid-semester exams in college. It was nice to hear her laugh. Her only lament was she does not have to time to read any -- and of course she knows the rules -- you can enjoy any of the Wodehouse material at our house, but the house is guarded by rattlesnakes and the Wodehouse material cannot be "borrowed" "stolen" or "removed" from the Srinivasan Castle!
